Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Genius Who Had Never Been Opened Up

Xiao Chong's current goal is definitely not to become a martial god. He just wants to open up a few more acupoints before the hunting competition to avoid being persecuted to death by Xiao the Devil.

Xiao Fangzheng, however, believed that he had already set his demands very low.

Within a hundred days, you are only required to open three acupoints. For a genius like you who can cultivate Yuan Power after just tempering your body, isn't that a piece of cake? Shouldn't you have completed it in one go, or opened ten or eight more?

Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking it was something that would happen naturally. But it wasn't until a month later, when he saw that Xiao Chong still hadn't successfully opened even one acupoint, that he started to take it seriously.

Could this kid be planning to accumulate experience and then make a name for himself? But judging from his daily appearance of gritting his teeth and glaring at others, it doesn't seem like it.

Could it be that I pushed him too hard and exploited him too much? No, that doesn't make sense either; every genius disciple in the clan went through that process.

Could it be that the clan leader's judgment is flawed? That makes even less sense; the Yuan Power within this kid when he fought Xiao Tianhu was absolutely genuine. Besides, secretly questioning the clan leader is hardly a wise move.

Unable to understand the situation, Xiao Fangzheng had no choice but to further intensify Xiao Chong's training, subjecting him to inhumane conditions every day. However, another month passed, and the results were still unsatisfactory.

Now Xiao Fangzheng finally lost his temper and began to torture Xiao Chong even more severely. Every day, seeing Xiao Chong struggling to open his acupoints, he wished he could take a knife and stab him all over until all the acupoints in his body were opened.

Xiao Chong finally experienced firsthand what a real devil was. From that moment on, he felt as if he had been in paradise for the past two months.

How happy those days were! How kind and amiable Xiao Fangzheng was back then! The devil Xiao Fangzheng probably didn't even show a single horn of his devilish nature back then.

Xiao Chong wanted to cry but had no tears; each day felt like a year.

A hundred days passed in the blink of an eye, and the hunting competition was just around the corner. With only three days left until the competition, Xiao Fangzheng was in utter despair.

The devil's mask was torn off, the devil's fangs were broken, and Xiao Fangzheng put on a gentle veil again. Looking at Xiao Chong, who had lost a lot of weight but was now even more robust, he weakly held up three fingers and said, "Three days, only three days left! Not a single breakthrough in a hundred days, I've never seen such a genius before!"

Suppressing the urge to strangle the other person, Xiao Fangzheng continued hatefully, "I can't help you anymore. I can only hope you have good luck in the competition and don't lose your life. Don't stay here for the remaining three days. Go home and see your family. Tell them what you haven't told them yet, and relax a bit, or... enjoy yourself."

Xiao Fangzheng looked at the other person as if he were looking at a dying man.

Compared to Xiao Fangzheng's pessimism, Xiao Chong was in a much better mood and had no awareness of his impending death.

In his view, he had not revealed some of his methods to Xiao Fangzheng, and that was his secret weapon. He did not believe that he could even save his own life.

Furthermore, he harbored no resentment towards Xiao Fangzheng for the torment he had endured during the training period; on the contrary, he felt somewhat grateful.

It's not wrong for a teacher to be strict with his students, even if some of his methods are indeed too harsh and questionable.

"Disciple Xiao Chong thanks you for your guidance these past few days. I am deeply grateful for your hard work and have no resentment whatsoever. It is only that I have failed to meet your requirements and have disappointed you."

With a solemn expression, Xiao Chong bowed deeply to Xiao Fangzheng, then strode away and disappeared from the other's despairing gaze.

"His expression just now was sincere, not feigned. Moreover, his face was calm, neither arrogant nor impatient; his excellent character is truly rare. Could it be... that he can really get through this hurdle?"

As he listened to a tune he had never heard before drifting from afar, a glimmer of life slowly appeared in Xiao Fangzheng's eyes.

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At home in the northern part of the city.

"The little girl's cooking skills are getting better and better. She can make such a delicious bowl of egg noodles. She is no less than a five-star chef."

With his head buried in a large bowl, Xiao Chong peered out from the rim, gazing intently at the little girl sitting opposite him, her eyes fixed on him without blinking, his heart filled with admiration.

"Qingmeng, the young master is on leave these two days and doesn't need to go to the sect academy. How about I take you to stroll around the market in the south of the city tomorrow?" Xiao Chong asked, shoveling the last noodle into his mouth and letting out a long, satisfied burp.

"Great, great! Young Master hasn't been home these days, and Qingmeng hasn't been shopping in a long time."

The little girl jumped up in a flash, not caring that her spittle was about to fly into Xiao Chong's still-open mouth, and exclaimed, "Besides, I've never been to the market in the south of the city before. This time I'm going to shop to my heart's content."

Xiao Chong was clearly unprepared for Qingmeng's performance.

He forgot one thing: no matter when or where, women are never immune to the allure of "shopping." The enthusiasm and energy they unleash on this activity is always at nuclear-level.

"Can't you be a little more composed? It's just a shopping trip, why are you getting so worked up? Hurry up and get ready, I'll take you out first thing tomorrow morning."

Xiao Chong quickly pushed off with his feet, moving further away from Qing Meng, then buried his face weakly in his hands, sighing deeply. He felt that his decision just now was foolish and brainless.

Qingmeng, however, did not think so. He thought the young master's decision was simply too wise and brilliant.

"okay!"

Qingmeng excitedly agreed and turned to prepare, but after taking only two steps, she turned back, her eyes shining, and asked, "Young Master, can we bring Young Master Fatty along too?"

"Hmm? Weren't they always at odds? Could it be that while I was away for months, they developed feelings for each other and even did something shady? There must be something going on!"

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became. The fire of gossip burned brightly in Xiao Chong's eyes as he stared intently at the little girl's pretty face, trying hard to find a trace of evidence.